Paragraph - Sentimental issues. Part one, section A.
Right now, this very second. Feeling enclosure, love, happiness, stress, sadness. When I found out you liked me, 'loved me' or love me. Whatever is current in your big heart of gold right now, a little bit of me died inside. When I say that, I picture: my heart, a particular section for your information, a thirtieth in fact. I can see it decending into a smaller area. I see it slowly turning black and grey and has become very delicate, very fragile. You don't understand, the feelings I have for you actually make me afraid of it - yeah 'love'. Notice the quotation marks? It means that I don't even know and I probably never will, knowing my doubtful self. I have taken your word, brought it in me - boy this was stupid.
I hate reality, I just want to dream.